I’m at home!

But I guess it depends on where I am feeling home is. It’s been almost four years since I moved to South Australia from Malaysia. And even though I love my life here, am pretty much settled (more or less), I still ponder where home truly is.

But let’s keep the homesickness for another post….

Four years ago, I made an unconscious decision to move my life to a different continent. I wanted a fresh start. A new life. So I gave away my belongings (some of), packed my life into boxes to be kept in my childhood bedroom in my childhood home (mostly shoes, bags, clothes and CDs), and jumped on the plane to down under!

Super blue skies. How not to be happy la?
Super blue skies. How not to be happy la?

Of course it was nothing that simple and straightforward. In fact it took 18 months of paperwork, applications and money. Quite a loooot of money I might add.

Moving to a new country can be scary. And had I been entirely conscious with my decision, I probably wouldn’t have done it. It was probaby becuase I didn’t over think it that I followed through on my decision.

#BestDecisionEva

Living in Adelaide has pretty damn good. It’s an amazing place to live and *find your self* ( I say *find yourself* because I cringe at how cliche yet true it is). It’s taught me how to slow down and enjoy life on a day to day basis. Not from one inebriated moment to another. It’s quite different really.

READ ALSO:   Getting back to home life

It’s given me the space to learn how to be myself. Discover my independence. Learn my flaws and more importantly accept them. I embraced living the middle path (still working on it) and found new hobbies that have become a huge part of my life now.

Have you moved to a different country to live that is so vastly different from your homeland? I would love to hear your experiences in the comments! Tell me tell me tell me!

Who would have thought I would enjoy gardening? To think that now I can honestly say: Yes, I enjoy watching plants grow. In the last 3 years, I’ve grown tomatoes, pumpkins, zucchinis, cucumbers, corn, silverbeet, pak choy, and even onions and garlic. I know, crazy right?

Homegrown tomatoes
Growing my own vegetables. Who would have thought!

I also love that I discovered yoga and that living here has given me the space, time and opportunity to pursue this beyond a physical practice. Endless lessons, time and time again, I am constantly learning, re-learning, and forgiving. Always forgiving. Mostly myself because I’m always less forgiving when it comes to me.

Goddess of Mercy, Kuan Yin
I am always, always learning to forgive.

If there’s one thing the Australians know, it’s sure as hell  how to enjoy life. Balanced working lives, great weather, very good air quality, and just so damn chill. I mean, the picture below illustrates it quite well. Who let’s their kids run through a fountain on a hot day without worrying about 1) children getting kidnapped, 2) children and parents getting arrested and 3) children getting kidnapped? Australians!

READ ALSO:   The Birth of Dreams
Capture8
Kids playing in Victoria Square, Adelaide.

 

Have you moved to a different country to live that is so vastly different from your homeland? I would love to hear your experiences in the comments! Tell me tell me tell me!

 

 

 

 

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *